Prologue: Erica Aurelia, the Villainous Lady
So…yeah. Another series. This time it’s only R-15, with actions, gores, and a tiiiiny bit romance. This will be a long time project. By the time I will post this, there are 138 chapters available. I know, I know. I told you that I don’t want to translate a long novel, but this is one that I really love and nobody picked it up. So. Yeah. I hope you will like this series.
Edit: I made a big mistake guys, Edward is 20 years old, not 12! Sorry!
TL: clover
ED: clover
“How did this happen…?”
I, Erica, the Duke of Aurelia’s daughter, couldn’t move when I saw myself in the mirror.
Dark golden hair like honey was gently rolled elegantly.
The skin was white like milk, and the cheeks were rosy.
Although it was still the young face of an 8-years-old, she had high eyebrows and emerald eyes that looked arrogant.
—Is that, me?
Wrong! That wasn’t me! That was—
I began to feel a sense of incompatibility with the hair color, skin color, and eye color.
Above all, this characteristically vertical roll……!!
This was the villainous lady of the romance-fantasy girl game『Liber Monstrum ~Phantom Beasts and the Winter Princess~』Erica Aurelia!
I was seized by a sensation that made my feet wobbly, and I leaned on the mirror to stabilize myself.
One by one, the memories of my past life was gushing forth like a spring, and I felt sick.
Does this mean that I was reincarnated and awakened the memory of my previous life?
I thought that was absurd, but just now, the recollection about my life as Erica said that this was the world of『Liber Monstrum ~Phantom Beasts and the Winter Princess~』
And that was why I had nothing but bad feelings no matter how good my face was now.
More than that, it was that villainous lady, Erica Aurelia.
I knew that Erica was bullying the heroine who entered the magic academy, and she was the first person to die as the time for the bizarre incident started.
If I grew up like this, when the drama for the heroine and her chosen capture target reached the climax and the murder case began, I would die!
I really wanted to avoid that.
Being suddenly attacked and died again, that would be too regrettable.
—Again?
And the memory that I didn’t want to remember rushed into my head.
It seemed to be the memory of my last moment in the previous life.
I was shocked because I could see shiny things.
I felt a burning heat in the side of my flank and when I stretched out my hand there, it was bright red with blood.
I escaped to ask someone for help, but I was stabbed many times as I shouted—.
I see, after that, I was dead……
He was my colleague, I thought he was a man who never talked much.
Suddenly, on my way back from work, he stabbed me many times while saying ‘You betrayed me’, but why?
The only contact with him that I could remember was lending him a retractable umbrella when it began to rain, but what was his problem?
Or was it that?
There was a similar incident during high school.
I belonged to the Geography Club, and everyone in the club (which consisted of boys except for me) said ‘I fall in love with you’ and in the end it was misunderstood that I was supposed to have a physical relationship with everyone, and that rumor was circulated around the school.
It was hell.
I was weak and poor; I couldn’t clear up the misunderstanding.
One of the member who truly believed it hit me from behind at night……
By the time I left the hospital, the Geography Club had become deserted and I had the worst nicknames, such as ‘Circle Crusher’, ‘Small Carnivorous Plant’, or just plain ‘Slut’……, hahaha…
Painful.
Even at university, or even in society, it was not as serious as that, but there were similar incidents.
I failed at trying to overcome real human relationships as safely as possible.
It was troublesome trying to be involved with other people other than for business, and so I got addicted to something.
It was game speedruns1.
Fiction wouldn’t try to go as far as trying to hit me through the display screen!
How wonderful!
The memories I had remembered were mostly my disastrous experiences and the main strategy method of the game.
I was biased in my life experiences.
The more I traced as I followed the memory threads, there was no choice but to accept because I experienced it in real life.
So, I didn’t dislike Erica.
Strong spirit.
Prideful.
Active.
She was a girl who seemed to embodied the strengths I admired in the past life.
She was close to my ideal except for the harassing people part.
If I were a girl like this, I wouldn’t be harassed or stabbed by a misunderstanding Yandere man.
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